Inside is not what you expected. For many reasons.

You walk inside and notice the pure size of the main room. Large glass windows, a fountain, a massive kitchen (For a hotel room), and the thing that takes all your attention immediately is the couch. While its size would be interesting, what catches your eye is the naked woman on it.

"Welcome, hero. I have been waiting." She says.

"You are Pacifica, Right?" You say.

"They said you probably know all of us. Either way, I wanted to see what you think about my body and if it is worth breeding."

You gain her information.

Name: Pacifica Northwest
Alias/Nicknames: Sometimes called a Bitch when she was younger.
Height: 5'3"
Bust: 32
Waist: 28
Hips: 34
Age: 18
Race: Human
Ethnicity: American
Skin: Fair
Hair: Blonde, Carpet does not match the drapes.
Eye: Brown
Shave: Trimmed
Favorite Food: Fancy T-bone Steak
Favorite Color: Purple
Favorite Flower: Rose
Preferred Underwear color: White lingerie
Favorite Position: Unknown.
Fetish: Has always been curious about pregnancy.
Virginity: Yes
Current Love Interest: The Breeder (You, in this case.)

"You look great, and I will breed you."

"Well, let's take it a little slow. I am a bit nervous about just going for it."

"That's fine. Whenever you're ready." You are confused since she is already naked.

"I was also the one chosen to always stay in your room. You do have the choice to add other girls in here or even swap me out, please don't, with another girl."

"I see. I probably won't swap you out, but I will add some girls in here."

"Cool. I don't want to be alone while you go fuck everyone."

"It's a bit weird, but what if you came to at least watch me do that? Maybe it can help your nervousness?"

"That is weird, but if you bring more girls here, I definitely need to get used to that sight. Alright, I will! Just tell me when you need me!"

You both talk, including about her world before the virus. You also talk about your world. As you expected, you both live in similar worlds since they take place in similar time frames. She just lives in the world's weirdest city.

"We should go meet someone. Maybe someone wants to fuck?" She says

"That is a good idea. Let's go see." You say

You both walk out. She does not get dressed.

"Many girls here have decided not to wear clothes since we will not really need them anyway," Pacifica explains.

"I'm not complaining." You say

"I'm sure you aren't."

You both reach the elevator, and the operator brings you down.

"I meant to ask, do you have a name?" You say.

"We never really had a name. We have been called Workers."

"I see. How about I give you a name? I don't know if I could name each of you, though."

"We share knowledge, and we all wear different things. You could name us and remember based on job and clothes!"

"Then how about... Ollie for you?"

"Ollie?"

"You're an elevator operator, so it feels like it fits."

"I like it. How about the receptionist?"

"Rachel?"

"She likes it."

Pacifica laughs at this interaction. Naming them will be interesting. This may have been a mistake on my part. There may be a lot of names I have to come up with now, but fuck it, that is for future me to worry about.